It is obvious that the form of the fishman was definitely developed specifically to restrain human thermal weapons!

Their imaginary enemy from beginning to end will always be

Humans!

"Fuck, what the hell is this!"

Realizing that the gun was completely ineffective, Su Mo cursed secretly, threw away the assault rifle, turned around and ran away.

Facing such a monster, even bullets can't penetrate the opponent, let alone fists.

The only option is to escape, either until the opponent can no longer bear the consumption caused by this form, or until support arrives.

Apart from this, there is no trace of life.

"Ho! Where to run!"

Taking advantage of the scattered steel bars, Somo limped to the guardrail, jumped up suddenly, stretched out his hand, and swung himself back to the third floor where the flames were burning.

But Yu Yangyu didn't accept this trick at all.

His legs gathered some strength, and he hit his head on the scattered floor, crashing from the second floor to the third floor.

In the dull impact, countless gravels flew and hit the body, causing various scratches.

In his inhuman state, Yu Yangyu, in addition to his reduced flexibility, has become like a low-end tank in terms of strength and defense.

That is to say, Soma could still rely on the body control ability of interstellar humans to fly between floors, so that he could not be killed by one hit.

Three floors, four floors above.

Fourth floor, go to the fifth floor!

Relying on his small size, Somo kept climbing up, trying to pull away.

But Yu Yangyu wasn't stupid either. He realized that if he hit the ground straight up, he would kill three hundred enemies and lose one thousand.

He also began to climb up in a decent manner, swinging his body upwards with great force, and picked up the boulder and threw it towards Somo's location.

Accidentally, a piece of gravel the size of his head hit his back. Somo couldn't hold himself back, and his whole body hit the fifth-floor wall hard.

puff!

The next second, a large mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, dyeing the glass door of the laboratory blood red. The researchers inside who were still watching the battle were so frightened that they suddenly fell to the ground.

"You, come in quickly!"

It doesn't matter whether the glass door can block the incoming monster.

Immediately, the researcher, who was over fifty years old and had some gray hair, wanted to open the door and drag Somo in.

But the reality is that before he started, Yu Yangyu who was chasing behind him had already rushed to the fourth floor and would be close to him immediately.

"Think, find a way, use it to power virtual reality, find a way!"

After spitting out a small mouthful of blood again and feeling less stuffy in his chest, Somo took out a palm-sized energy stone from his pocket and threw it at the door of the laboratory.

This was what he quickly checked with his quick eyes and hands when he was traveling between floors just now.

Compared with alien races, human physical strength is always weak.

Escape alone is of little use in the face of such a monster.

If you want to win, if you want to survive, you must have a purpose.

And now.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to make a simple energy transmission device, just hold on!"

Opening a small crack, the old researcher quickly took away the energy stone and rushed towards the research room, rolling and crawling.

Seeing his leaving figure, Sumo stood up and continued climbing dizzy.

Now he still has the last power stone in his pocket.

And this seventh floor is where the director of the architecture school is located.

If the energy stone can be brought to him, the possibility of making an energy supply device will undoubtedly be greater.

"Ho! Don't even think about escaping!"

Just after catching up to the fifth floor, when he saw Sumo going up to the sixth floor, Yu Yangyu roared crazily and went a step faster.

But unfortunately, reality is not a game. As the transformation time becomes longer and longer, the load caused by strength and defense becomes more and more serious.

After just two steps of pursuit, he slipped on his feet, hit the railing and fell unconscious.

Helpless, Yu Yangyu could only slap it on the floor and hit a pile of gravel, which was thrown like a trebuchet.

Poof.

A large amount of flying rubble fell on the sixth floor, but Sumo ducked and rolled on the ground to avoid most of it.

But there was still a small part that hit him, causing injuries one after another that were deeply visible to the bones.

"No, I have to go to the seventh floor, otherwise I will be beaten to death by him like this."

Realizing that his attack method was effective, Yu Yangyu no longer chose to climb, but kept throwing gravel upwards, forming a covering "fire suppression".

Realizing that something was not going well, Somo could only rely on his last bit of strength, and when the rain of stones stopped, he yanked hard and forced himself to swing to the seventh floor.

But this time, I don’t know if it’s because the adrenaline has faded, or because my body has reached its limit.

He lost his grip and almost fell down the seventh floor.

Fortunately, two hands grabbed his clothes in time and prevented him from falling directly.

"Young man, come on, come on!"

"Hold on a little longer, Dean Ji has already led people to activate our counterattack!"

After being pulled up to the seventh floor, two urgent sounds sounded one after the other.

At the same time, an open bottle was handed to Somo's mouth, and he was carefully lifted and drank.

"This is... psionic water?!"

The familiar taste crossed his lips, and Sumo, who was already exhausted and about to fall into coma, suddenly felt a jolt.

The next second, he stretched out his bloody hand, suddenly grasped the bottle, and drank.

The sweet blue water enters the throat, bringing a gentle caress like a mother's hands.

In just an instant, Sumo felt that his injuries were less than half healed and he had regained his basic abilities.

"Drink, drink it all, you did a good job, we all saw it!"

"You are the pride of our humanity and the pride of our Academy of Sciences!"

Seeing Somo trying to get up, the previous voice sounded again.

Only this time, after his mind became clearer, Sumo suddenly recognized the source of the sound from his memory.

Lifting his head, sure enough.

The so-called Dean of the Architecture Institute is none other than Ai Jianfeng’s younger brother, Ai Jianqiang!

Eight years have passed, and Ai Jianqiang has long lost his former prime appearance.

Now, his hair is gray and sparse, his face is covered with wrinkles, and there are even obvious age spots covering the sides of his ears and neck.

But only those eyes still revealed the clear light of wisdom and the familiar look of Somo!

"By the way, Dean Ai Jianai! Hurry up and make an energy transmission device to make the virtual reality move!"

"That monster can still come up!"

Suddenly, a piece of gravel hit the wall on the seventh floor, awakening Somo.

On the seventh floor, there is no retreat and no escape.

If Yu Yangyu came up here, he would have recovered a lot of physical strength after drinking the nether energy water, so he could continue to escape down.

But Ai Jianqiang and the top researchers on the seventh floor are weak and cannot escape the pursuit of the crazy Yu Yangyu.

Only fight back!

The only way to fight back is with virtual reality!

"Hey, you do know about virtual reality!"

"But this thing is no longer a secret. Since they can cut off the energy link, they must be ready for our recovery."

Taking the energy stone handed over by Somo, Ai Jianqiang first looked at the watch-like device in his hand, then shook his head with a kind smile and said:

"Rest at ease, young people, you are the hope for the future of our humanity."

"Now, it's far from your turn to stand up and protect us rotten old men who are about to die, protect this poor Academy of Sciences, and protect this rotten territory!"

"The time is coming soon, let them take a good look, try, and taste this time."
Chapter completed!